The front team of berserkers was charging frantically, their broken arms and stumps thrown into the air, and the moment they died, they all had strange smiles on their faces.

The end of faith is extreme madness.

These fanatics were no longer in a good position after being preached by the Fifth Xuan, and some people specially brainwashed them, telling them that fighting for the god of fire was atonement.

In the simple doctrine made especially for them, for every enemy of the god of fire killed, a sin is mitigated.

Atonement for the sins of this life and the happiness of the next.

Berserkers take pride in dying in battle, and even smile happily because they die in battle.

"These lunatics. ”

The warriors of the Ice Bear Tribe roared, these deadly creatures were crazier than they were.

They enjoy fighting and have fun with it, but these guys on the other side enjoy death and take pleasure in it.

The warriors of the Ice Bear Tribe were not too timid because of this, but they were somewhat frustrated in the attack, and their morale was inevitably low.

On the contrary, the Berserker's fighting spirit is high.

The front team kept charging to the death, and each of them launched a death charge, which could injure several people, if not a single life.

They will also disrupt the formation of the Ice Bear Tribe warriors, allowing the pikemen behind them to exert real lethality.

The weapon was constantly breaking, but even if there was only a half-arm-long stone spear left, the berserker would continue to charge regardless of it.

Spare no physical strength, spare your life.

The arrows didn't stop for a moment, and I don't know how many berserkers were moving forward with arrows hanging behind their backs.

They have pain, but the more pain they have, the happier they are, because it is a means of washing away their sins.

"Hiss ......"

A subtle and terrifying voice sounded on the battlefield, and more than a dozen berserkers frantically spat out black mist from their mouths.

The black mist marched along the ground like a python, constantly sucking the blood of dead warriors, both berserkers and enemies.

The black mist after sucking blood continued to grow, and the bloody breath and red blood beads rolled in the black mist.

They frantically pounced on the warriors of the Ice Bear Tribe, and each warrior who was caught in the black mist made a painful sound, and the blood in their bodies was frantically withdrawn, as food for the black mist python, constantly growing them.

This is the power of the Serpent Tribe, evil and bloody, even with deep malice towards this world.

On the city wall, neither the people of the Ice Bear Tribe nor the Fire Tribe Alliance expected this war to be so bloody.

Since its inception, in addition to small-scale applications, this is the first time that Berserker has fought as a group, showing madness and combat effectiveness far beyond everyone's imagination.

Such a brutal battle has not happened in the Fire Tribe Alliance for many years, and many of the Fire Tribe Alliance people who watched the battle even had some physiological discomfort, especially those who believed in the cow totem.

Nothing frowns, but she forces herself to stare at the battlefield below, making this bloody battlefield strong inside.

Otomo frowned, his gaze already sweeping elsewhere, his gaze away from the battlefield.

Yashiro Witch's face was calm, and no one could judge his heart from his expression.

The eyes of the Ice Bear Tribe envoy were full of terror, this was the Ice Bear Tribe warrior, and he was actually rushed by these guys with an impact.

In fact, the Berserkers did not have an absolute advantage on the battlefield, but their brutal style of play was too shocking.

The battlefield continues to be bloody, and according to the rules, one of the two sides must slaughter all the enemy, and it is a battle that will never end to the death.

"Moo......"

A roar came, it was the Ox Tribal warriors, and the totemic power gathered on them, causing their muscles to swell and launch a death-defying charge against the enemy.

After the fusion of the two totems, the temper of the people of the cow tribe is slowly a bit similar to that of the cow totem, and their personalities are soft.

But there are exceptions to this, and in each case, the temper is unusually hot.

These people who broke the law were obviously hot-tempered, and the fighting on the battlefield made their blood boil, and at this time they bloomed all their fanaticism.

Offense, offense, offense.

The Berserker's eyes are only attacking, and there is no other emotion that can influence or influence them.

The warriors of the Ice Bear Tribe began to be overwhelmed, and the Berserker's frantic play made their advantage more and more apparent.

"If you were given the same number of fighters, would you be able to beat them?"

The sound leader asked Zhuo beside him.

The warriors in his mouth refer to the warriors of the warband, who have the most professional soldiers of the Fire Tribe Alliance, and can form the most rigorous lineup.

"If you can withstand the first wave of charges, the result will be five or five. ”

Zhuo's voice was a little tight, revealing their emotions.

"Can't the clan even resist it?"

Nothing said with some surprise.

"The clan is the best fighter, but not madmen, not death squads, these guys are no longer fighting, they are rushing to die. ”

As long as it is a member of the clan, there is a natural resistance to these berserkers.

The soldiers of the clan team have been cultivated since childhood, orders are forbidden, rules are abided, and fighting is a method of war, and these guys in front of them are ......

Slowly, the warriors of the Ice Bear Tribe were a little overwhelmed, and the rear team began to scatter, and the entire formation was scattered.

This makes the Berserker's crazy individual combat power more vivid, and their lethal style of play is easier to win in one-on-one situations, and their own results are either dead or wounded.

But as long as they don't die, they will always find a way to attack the enemy, grab the enemy's legs, and bite the enemy's hand.

In short, as long as there is a breath left, the battle will not stop.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the battle slowly drew to a close, and at the end, there were more than thirty berserkers full of wounds and wounds surrounding the last few Ice Bear Tribe warriors.

There will be no reversal of the result, and everyone's hearts are relieved.

It's too sad to watch such a battle for too long.

This brutal battle slowly came to an end, and when the last Ice Bear Tribe warrior fell, the victory of the Fire Tribe Alliance was announced.

The victory and defeat were divided, but except for the gasps of the soldiers on the battlefield under the city walls, no one spoke for a while, until the eighth generation of witches took the lead in speaking.

"The Fire Tribe Alliance has won. ”

His voice was not loud, but everyone was awakened.

"You ...... You ......"

The envoy of the Ice Bear Tribe trembled, but he didn't know what to say.

In his opinion, the Fire Tribe Alliance was too bold, and they were tantamount to openly provoking the Ice Bear Tribe.

The eyes of the eight generations of witches fell on the envoy of the Ice Bear Tribe, his face was calm, and he spoke in a firm tone.

"The Fire Tribe Alliance is an alliance with the Ice Bear Tribe, and it has nothing to do with your tribe or your witch, bringing the news back is what you have to do next. ”

After speaking, the eight generations of witches simply turned around neatly and left very impolitely.

The envoy of the Ice Bear Tribe wanted to say something, but when the words came to his lips, he sighed, and he walked down the city wall a little dejectedly.

The eighth generation of Wu had already stepped down the city wall and walked towards the altar, and he was going to discuss one thing with the fifth Xuan.

Along the way, from time to time, some people saluted to the eight generations of witches, and the eight generations of witches would raise their staff as a return salute, and the posture was quite majestic.

Walking up the altar step by step, there are nine floors and eighty-one steps, which is very high.

When he ascended the altar, he saw that the Baxia was still looking at the battlefield below, and he looked back and watched, and saw the berserkers rummaging through the lying enemies, mending the stab to each enemy who was still breathing.

"Aang. ”

The tyrant screamed, which means "really bloody".

The Eight Generations Witch nodded, and then bowed respectfully to the Bagua Space: "I ask to speak to the Fire God." ”

He knew that most of the people in power on weekdays were the Sun Totem, and if the consciousness of the Sun Totem was in Dragon City, it would be temporarily handed over to the Star Totem for management.

But neither of the two was what he wanted to see this time.

"What's the matter?"

A line of text appears on it, and there is a sign below the text, which is the shape of a sun, which means that it is the day totem that says this sentence.

"Discuss the name of the gossip space. ”

After answering the question, the eight generations of witches began to wait quietly, and after a while, the thick fog rolled over, and the face of the fifth Xuan appeared on it.

"What's there to discuss?"

Fifth Xuan asked.

Since he was able to communicate in words, he no longer used words, which was more convenient, but he couldn't do it with other totems.

"O god of fire, in the process of writing the Bible, I felt that although the name Bagua Space is accurate in meaning, it is not enough as a dwelling place for gods and totems...... Standard. ”

The eighth generation of witches bowed and saluted.

Fifth Xuan was silent for a moment, he understood what the Eight Generations of Wu meant, and he disliked that the name Bagua Space was not enough.

"Any suggestions?"

When the fifth Xuan opened his mouth to ask, a name popped up in his heart: Heavenly Court.

"How's the Divine Domain?"

Yashiro Witch said his favorite name.

Fifth Xuan thought about it and felt that the name was okay, but he liked the name Heavenly Court more.

It's just that the Heavenly Court Heavenly Character is not quite in line with his current situation, if the Divine Domain and Heavenly Court are merged......

"The Bagua Space has been renamed: Divine Court. ”

The fifth Xuan didn't bother too much and directly finalized the name.

"The door of all wonders remains the same. ”

Finally, he added.

The Gate of All Wonders is the passage from the outside world to the Bagua Space, now called the Divine Court, and from the very beginning, the Fifth Xuan named it the Gate of All Wonders.

Mysterious and mysterious, the door of all wonders.

There are countless totems in the Divine Court, bringing countless abilities, and at the same time, there are countless light point worlds, which can also bring different abilities, which is in line with such a name.

Fifth Xuan didn't want that to change.

"Obey your oracle. ”

The eight generations of witches bowed and accepted the will of the fifth mystery.

The face of the Fifth Xuan on the dense fog slowly disappeared, and the upper part of Baxia's body was shrouded in dense fog again.

The Eight Generations Witch bowed down again, only then turned around and slowly walked down the altar, he needed to spread the news and use the channel he had set up before.

He is committed to changing everyone's perception of the god of fire and taking the god of fire to a whole new level in the alliance of fire tribes.

It takes a lot of pushing, and there are countless conspiracies, and he may even be called a liar by posterity, but he doesn't care.

He just wants to put the fire totem on the altar in his lifetime.

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